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Good night, Mely ✨✨🌙✨✨
November 15, 2025 at 10:43 PM
Looks like Paul chose himself a rather distinguished grandad! 🥂😄🎰🎲🃏💷
November 15, 2025 at 5:03 PM
Such a cute pair — one coaching from above, the other trying to sneak up to the food from below.🩶🧡
November 15, 2025 at 4:50 PM
November 15, 2025 at 1:55 PM
I’m no longer…
Does everybody still wander?
Surprise, surprise —
I don’t really know how I could fall so low
In my own eyes.🧔🏼‍♂️🫣…😂
November 15, 2025 at 12:20 PM
Sometimes, when there’s a reason
to get to know someone more closely,
and no one can speak the truth honestly,
a quick chat with the cameraman,
and you’ll see everything, from now until then.
November 14, 2025 at 11:59 PM
Good night, Mely!✨ ⭐️✨🌜⭐️✨
November 14, 2025 at 9:53 PM
A little more than simply, maybe,
She told me, "boy, just wait for one more day."
She don’t wanna see, I'm simply fading,
So I’ll return to see her right the next day.
November 14, 2025 at 9:44 PM
I’m playing now for you,
I’m playing all my day.
The best words I’ve ever said,
They were all from me to you, Ceora.
What I never said before,
What I never played before…
Now I tell all these songs for you,
Now I play all these words for you.
November 14, 2025 at 9:04 PM
If you’ve got any doubts,
Let’s just call your mommy.
With your hand over my mouth,
This really will be funny —
I’ll say to her that you’ll stay with me.
November 14, 2025 at 3:27 PM
So near, so far,
All these stars,
They’re so free,
Falling like you and me —
Somewhere up and above,
Fading in our distant love.
November 13, 2025 at 11:24 PM
Good night, Mely ✨🦋✨🌙✨
November 13, 2025 at 10:28 PM
Over the fields and valleys
I’m flying,
Somewhere, chasing my dreams.
Over the fields and valleys
I’m flying,
Somewhere, on my proud wings.
I fall into sunset,
Captured by its pink-blue net.
Breaking across the horizon,
Into the dawn of crimson.
November 13, 2025 at 7:59 PM
From the cold North, clear thought did blow,
Sharp as frost, yet pure as snow.
And to the wise East, where roads entwine,
I found all minds as merchants fine.
Thus wander I, fool of knowing,
Through the four winds of Learninge, going.
November 13, 2025 at 6:43 PM
From the burning South I cam’ with heart of flame,
Seeking truth in passion’s name.
To the veiled West I journeyed slow,
Where sun doth sink and secrets go.
November 13, 2025 at 6:43 PM